A/N: Thanks again! And I don't own Tonks, Remus, Sirius, Andromeda, Ted... but I do own Remus's mother! Really...OK, I don't own anything. Apologies for this cruddy chapter, I hope you all enjoy it, but don't be afraid to critise!

CandiTonks- Oh, yes. Remus and Sirius will almost certainly be having a manly talk at some point in this story. He he he. It makes me grin just thinking about it.

lupinsmoon12391- You're kind of right about the prefect thing. And I'm glad you're happy Remus arrived.

Elf771- Thank you! I like to think I can write humour OK!

Kerichi-Tonks does know who Remus is, but doesn't notice him so well as he isn't quite as 'famous'. She hasn't put two and two together and made him and the prefect to be the same person yet (Her James-stalking was before Remus became a prefect) because she really hasn't thought that deeply on this 'other' Marauder. I was going to put that in the story, but I couldn't find a spot to fit it as I only remembered after I'd written it.

11:31 am

"Tonks! TONKS! Wake up, you daft apus!"

I opened my eyes, and saw Sirius and the Gryffindor Prefect staring down at me. I automatically felt like fainting again, a swooping feeling coming into my stomach almost automatically.

"Sorry I startled you, Nymphadora."

"It's...OK." I said, trying to act more confident. "Yeah. I've just been doing some exercise..." Sirius chortled childishly, and I shot him a quick glare. The Prefect noticed this, and gave a swift smile. He turned to face me, and I got a proper look at his face. It was quite pale, but he had proper English rosy cheeks and brown hair with a long fringe that almost covered his eyes. He had a scar underneath one of them which must have been grisly when it was new.

"I'm Remus, by the way. Remus Lupin. Sirius and I are friends at school, but I'm sure you know that already." Oh my God! He had the loveliest voice. So...well-spoken, crisp and gentlemanly, unlike a certain Cockney so-and-so still in fits of giggles over my hot look. No wonder Americans go so do-lally over our accents. I never saw the appeal before.

"Yeah, he...um...mentioned you a few time, but I don't really listen to what he says, so I can't remember." That shut Sirius up. Now it was his turn to glare at me. Feeling quite pleased with myself, I invited Remus into my room.

"Get in there, Moony!" Sirius laughed. Remus just smiled back, not seeming too amused.

"Oh, shut up." I said.

"You're going a bit fast, Tonksy, Remus doesn't like it when girls rush it too much, do you, Rem?" Sirius grinned.

"I can't wait to tell all the girls at school about your fetish for marshmallows, Siri." I replied, and Remus burst out laughing. He had a nice laugh...(Tonks, you're getting obsessed. Stop. Now.)

"It is not a fetish! I'm just fond of them, that's all."

"So fond of them you ate one that Peter had under his pillow overnight." Remus added. "And then there was that thing with the spaghetti...next time we have spaghetti, you can go on the Slytherin table, Padfoot."

"You're just picky. Prongs thought it was funny, and so did Wormtail. You just had to be a table manners freak."

"Wormtail thinks everything's funny."

"How could anyone not find putting spaghetti in their mouth and pulling it out through their nose funny?" Sirius asked. Remus shuddered...bless. He makes me want to...yeah.

11: 35 am

I was showing Remus my impeccable taste in music. Sirius had decided to join us "to keep an eye on us". He's such a loser.

I'm sorry to say Remus doesn't enjoy the Gremlins, as Sirius didn't bother to tell me. He prefers jazz and that sort of thing...strange boy. I guess the Gremlins are a bit...er...well, That Chav Woman next door keeps coming round to tell us off because she's got kids under 12. That's the kind of music I listen to. Not poncy, stupid, old granny music. And I hate Muggle music. I guess it comes from too much Cliff Richard. I do like Abba though...

11: 40 am

Remus has an incredible nose! I don't mean that it's big or anything (although it is, quite). But he smelt out my secret chocolate supply! How could he! Typical Marauder. I should have known. But then I didn't exactly hide it very well. I told him he should work for the police, and Sirius thought that was funny. Loser.

1: 45 pm

I've given into temptation already. I went into Remus's new room while he and Sirius were having lunch. He's got a Lunascope!

1: 46 pm

Lunascopes are the most amazing things ever! I just want to stroke it, wind it, poke it, twist it, bop it...I want a Lunascope!

1: 47 pm

I NEED a Lunascope!

1: 48 pm

Let's see...45...90...what about 360?

1: 50 pm

The Lunascope is now broken, I think. I'm so pleased with myself...Remus is going to bite me. Sob sob. Sirius is going to laugh at me. Sob sob sob. Mum is going to make me buy a new one. Sob sob sob sob.

2: 00 pm

Ihave abducted the Lunascope. It is now quite snugly hidden where my chocolate used to be. Remus eats my chocolate, I kidnap his toy. Tit for tat.

2: 01 pm

Hmm...tit for tat is actually quite a dodgy saying, isn't it?

2: 02 pm

Try and sniff this one out, Moony! Hehehehehe. I am a super sleuth.

2: 03 pm

Why does Sirius call him that? Maybe he has a moon fetish. (Note to self: Stop using the word fetish, especially in relation to Remus)

2: 04 pm

Maybe he has a moon infatuation. No...A moon obsession? No. A moon fixation? No. A moon 'thing'? No, definitely not.

2: 12 pm

The Lunascope is ticking. Argh...it's supposed to time the moon cycle. Stupid idiot glorified clock dingbat!

2: 13 pm

TICK TICK TICK

2: 15 pm

TICK TICK TICK TICK!

2: 16 pm

Should I chuck it out the window?

2: 17 pm

Sirius has just asked me what the noise is. I told him I ate my watch. Don't think he was very convinced. Oh, dear...